Emma Swan is a vagabond. She never stays in a place longer than for six months. The night before the first day at her new job, she decides she needs a little distraction and walks into a bar looking for a one-night-stand and finds her object of choice in a good-looking guitar player. From that moment on, nothing goes as planned.
“Beer or whisky?” He turns around, surprise on his face, and eyes her up and down, his eyes widening appreciatively for a moment before he frowns and tilts his head in confusion. “Excuse me, love?” God, from close up he’s even more attractive… and really, love? She licks her lips. “Beer or whisky,” she repeats slowly and enjoys the mesmerized way his gaze falls on her lips, like a moth drawn to the flame. “If I were to buy you a drink, which one would you prefer?” “Oh…” It takes him a moment to snap out of it, obviously, but then he looks into her eyes, and she has problems concentrating on his words. Her earlier feeling was right – his eyes are indeed of the sort that make you weak in the knees just looking into them. “Rum, actually,” he then says and adds with a raise of his eyebrow, “But normally, I’m the one to buy the drinks.” She waves her hand nonchalantly, in an unspoken invitation. “Whatever floats your boat.” “Hmm,” he hums and tilts his head again, scrutinizing her closely for a moment, and his move gives her the opportunity to admire his neck, long and solid, strong cords smoothly moving beneath skin her fingers itch to touch. She feels delicious heat build up under his gaze. “A woman who uses nautical language,” he comments, “that’s always appealing.”
Merry Christmas Sandra, from your CS Secret Santa ♥
Dean made her feel beautiful. Donna couldn’t remember the last time she had felt, like she was worth looking at. The light and hunger in Dean’s eyes had changed all of that. The way his hands had traced her soft curves, had brought her back to life. She felt deserving of his love and adoration.
Donna made Dean feel calm. Her strength and bubbly spirit amazed him. Slowly but surely he felt himself give into her. He felt himself fall in love with her, more than that she made him feel deserving of the happiness she brought him.
The headcanon of Jess and Rory slowly falling all over again during the early months of her pregnancy and him sticking around through her uncertainty and just. Neither of them talking about it at first, but there’s intense looks, him making her laugh, and casual intimate things like a hand on her back, etc. Late night calls where she rambles and he listens and builds her up. There’s something so quietly beautiful about this idea and oops, I need another revival.
Hattori Hanzo deposited Rei in front of the ninja leader, swiftly taking his place beside him.
“Ahn…” Rei choked out, falling hard onto the floor. She slowly picked herself up, wincing.
“Well done, Hanzo.” Rei looked up to see where the new voice was coming from. It came from the young man sitting on the dais in front of her. He was beautiful, with dark hair and honey colored eyes, mischievous but a regality in his stern features. “Hello, my dear.” The young man smiled. She instinctively moved back. “Now, now, none of that.” He laughed lightly. “I am Fujibayashi Nagato, the leader of this village. Please, have some tea.”
Leader? He seemed hardly a couple years her senior. And he spoke rather regally for someone his age. While still trying to make sense of the new revelation, tea arrived in front of her. The ninja that served it already disappearing into the surroundings. The steam wafted a delectable smell into the air. But she couldn’t be appeased.
“What do you want with me?” Her voice trembled.
“Not in the mood for small talk, I see.” He sighed in disappointment. “I’ll get to the point. It seems you’ve become a distraction for Saizo.” Her eyes darted to Kiyohiro, whose eyes were pensively on Nagato. “You are his lover, are you not?” She swallowed. She could tell this was all an act. No matter how honeyed his voice became, or what his eyes seemed to say, this man radiated danger, so much so that her mouth went dry. She couldn’t bring herself to answer. One wrong move and she knew her ties to this world would be severed.
“Saizo has always been a good ninja. One of our best.” Nagato continued. He was next to her in a flash, running a slender finger along her jaw. “And you, my dear, are his weakness.” Just as quickly, his touch was gone, and she found him once again sitting on the dais. She swallowed. She had never thought of it that way. “You know, he has the capability of razing entire villages.”
Her lips parted slightly, her mouth dry.
“Why don’t you drink your tea? You look parched.” She glanced over at her cup hesitantly.
“Don’t worry, there’s nothing lethal in it.” Nagato grinned, watching her. She kept her eyes on his as she reluctantly took a sip.
“Yes, his power is unmatched. With you, however, he’s weak. A weak ninja is a dead ninja.” Weak? He was anything but. Her love for him made her stronger; wouldn’t his? Rei saw red.
“Don’t take love so lightly.”
The leader of Iga seemed taken aback at the confidence in her words. Then his face contorted into a genuine grin.
“Yes, I know.” Nagato replied. “But, he’s in danger of being manipulated if his weakness is exploited. What if one of our best was turned against us?” Rei found herself unable to speak for the second time that day.
“That is why you must be disposed of.” In a flash, he was next to her again, a blade against her throat. “How unfortunate. You were quite spirited as well. But don’t worry, my dear,” Nagato chuckled. “I’ll make it quick.” Rei closed her eyes. Goodbye, my love. She felt a tear course down her cheek. I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger.
“Nagato-sama.” Kiyohiro interrupted. Nagato looked up, the momentary quelled bloodlust distorting his features.
“What, Hanzo?” He snapped.
“Would it not be more prudent to keep her alive? She could serve as proper motivation for him.” Nagato glanced down at her. She met his eyes, determination clear. She saw his eyes widen, and the gears begin to churn in his mind.
“Ahh, yes. Keep her alive…” He grinned down at her. “Well, let us first see how he reacts to news of her death.”
Hattori Hanzo made his way towards Kai. He was convinced he couldn’t care less about the girl, but Saizo was a comrade of his. Watching the spectacle in Iga unfold, he felt the least he could do was save Saizo from unnecessary pain.
But here he was, about to tell said comrade that his lover was dead. He sighed. The job of a ninja was never done.
A silver streak whizzed past him and Hanzo turned around without losing his pace. “Saizo.” He said, stopping on a tree branch. Saizo appeared before him, a demonic look in his eye.
“Where is she?”
Hanzo hesitated. Should he tell him?
“WHERE IS SHE?” Saizo’s voice raised, grasping the front of Hanzo’s robes.
He took a deep breath, his mind furiously racing as he weighed the options.
“I was under orders to bring her back to the village.” Saizo’s head lowered as he clutched Hanzo’s robes, his hands shaking. Please, oh please-
“She was killed.”
Saizo was silent, his eyes dulling. Temporarily forgetting his surroundings, he put a hand onto the jagged wood of the tree to support himself. That wasn’t possible. She was safe, back at Kai, making dango for him. That’s how it always had been, how he hoped it always would be. A glance at Hanzo’s somber face snapped him back to reality. Iga had always been merciless, hadn’t they? They had no reason to lie.
Saizo let out a roar, his hands flying to his weapons. He took hold of his katana and hurled one at Hanzo. He dodged it as Saizo leapt into the air. His movements were frenzied, uncontrolled, and his eyes unfocused, turning the color of blood as he advanced. This was not good… for Saizo.
“Consider my service finished.” Saizo growled. “I want nothing more to do with the village.” He made a move to attack, but Hanzo kicked off the ground, already heading back to report.
A dull pain arose in his arm, and he looked at it. It was hanging limply to the side. He had sworn he got away before Saizo would have been able to pull any stunts… He tsked. He had to admit, Saizo wasn’t called one of the best for nothing.
Saizo was on his hands and knees, digging his nails into the cold, hard earth. Tears fell in a silent stream onto the ground.
He promised he would protect her, promised that they would be able to live a happy life. He had never known family, but was willing to give it a try, for her.
But she was gone.
The realization that he would never be able to hold her, to feel her, to see her smile again opened the chest of emotions he had learned to bury years before.
He screamed into the open air, his anguish muted by the sound of the crows’ caws.
Sorry for the delay ): As always, if you decide this fic is something you’re willing to invest in, let me know (I’m kinda bad at figuring whether people want to be tagged or not unless they say so explicitly, hahaha)!
Taylor opens her eyes slowly. She looks at her husband disoriented and closes her eyes once more. Just when she was about to fall asleep again she realizes that he’s not in bed anymore, instead crouches in front of her side fully clothed. Her bedroom is still darkened but the light from downstairs shines through the opened door right behind him.
“Why are you..”
“It’s almost 11.30, love.” he says slowly, tries not to stress her out. “I just wanted to wake you so that you can say goodbye to everyone before..”
“Oh my god, why didn’t you wake me earlier?!” she says hysterically and sits upright sleepy. She rubs her eyes disoriented, feels hit by a truck but tries to ignore her weakness. The last thing she wanted was to not to be able to spend the last breakfast with their families before the Scots, as well as everyone else from St.Louis will make their way home today.
“I tried to wake you but you were so exhausted from last night. Your well being is more important right now, Tay.” he says sanely, places his arm on hers. She rubs her eyes sleepy. He stays like this for a few seconds, feels the nervousness inside him rise. It started this morning when he woke up. The fact that Taylor had preliminary contractions last night is a safe sign that Lily is definitely ready to be delivered in the next few days. And it drives him crazy. The fear for Taylor, how rough birth is going to be as well as the fear of being a dad in only a few days. Is he really ready for such a responsibility? He knows that he developed himself in so many positive ways in the last years with Taylor. Yet he sometimes still feels like the twenty year- old Adam Wiles from Dumfries with no self-confidence at all. Is someone like that even able to raise a little girl?
“Everyone’s downstairs already?” she asks him. He nods.
“They said I should let you sleep but I knew that you’d want to at least say goodbye.” he replies. She nods. She tries to crawl out of bed. Just when she managed to get herself onto the side of the bed she sinks her head and looks at her dangling feet. She remains like this for a few seconds, simply looks at her swollen toes. Today is different. She really doesn’t feel okay.
“Everything good?” he casually asks, massages her back softly.
She shakes her head.
“I don’t feel well.” she mumbles, turns her head to look at him with tired eyes. She is incredibly pale as well. Adam sighs worried, places a hand on her huge bump and kisses her forehead gently. Instead of rushing downstairs to say goodbye to everyone, she doesn’t stop him. He clearly feels that she really needs his proximity right now. He gently kisses her forehead again.
“I think she’s gonna come soon.”
He slowly lets go off her and looks at her confused.
“What do you mean?”
She takes a deep breath, rubs her belly a few times.
“I just feel this soft pressure. I don’t know, I mean it’s not hurting or anything. But I.. I don’t know, I just feel so uncomfortable today. Like never before. And my lower back is…” she sighs, lets her head fall down front. Adam quickly places his hand on her pelvic area and massages her a few times. She used to suffer a lot under immense pressure in that area since her bump has grown big, but she never seemed in as much pain there as she does now.
“It hurts so much.” she says quietly. Adam sighs. He can clearly see that she’s not doing good today.
“And somehow she has totally stopped moving. Remember when the doctor said that this is typical for when you’re about to give birth?”
Adam nods and thinks about everything quietly for a second.
“Okay. How about this. We quickly say goodbye to everyone and I’ll pull your mom aside and tell her to stay in L.A. for now.” Taylor nods. “And then we’ll spend the rest of the day on the couch and start watching the new season of House of Cards. With no kids running around or guests to take care of. Just you and me and the littlest one. No stress. Okay?”
She smiles at him and nods. Taylor then gets closer to him and gives him one quick kiss.
“No we’re just at home.” she hears him on the phone, probably talking to Charlie or someone else of his friends. Taylor lays on her back in front of the tv. She has her legs straightened up and sleepily stares at the big flat screen in front of her. None of what she sees on tv really interests her. She just feels tired and exhausted, her back aches as hell and she feels a little bit nauseous also. The pressure in her bump hasn’t really gotten any better. Adam, who’s still on the phone seems to be cooking something in the kitchen but Taylor doesn’t care. After a few minutes of silence, he comes back into the living room with his T-shirt and his sweats, looking just as comfy as she does today since everyone of their families have left the house a few hours ago.
“Do you want something to eat?” he asks her.
She shakes her head.
“Baby, you really need to eat something.” he replies, looks directly to her while standing in the middle of the living room. She still doesn’t move.
“I can’t. I’m nauseous.” she says, doesn’t have the strength to discuss this with him.
“How about some yoghurt with fruits?” he asks, still remembers from her first months of the pregnancy, when her nauseousness was especially bad, that she was almost always able to get down some natural yoghurt with bananas.
“No, I think I could only eat some bread. Without anything. I don’t wanna puke today.” she replies, a hand always on her big bump.
“We still have some cinnamon raisin bagels, love.” he replies. She nods. He’s glad that there is even anything she wants to eat. Adam disappears in the kitchen again and returns with a plate full of bagels.
He sits down next to her, hands her the plate. She says a quiet “Thanks” and stares back into the tv.
He crawls with his legs under her blanket as well to sit a little bit closer to her. Just when he’s about to let his arm rest around her, she looks at him a little grumpy.
“What?” he asks.
“The blanket is too small for two.” she replies a little more bitchy than usual. He laughs.
“We always use this one together.”
“No we don’t.”
“Yes we do.”
“No, Adam. We use the camel one together, not this one.” she gives back annoyed. He sighs.
“Are we really gonna fight because of a fucking blanket?” he asks annoyed as well. She just shakes her head, doesn’t move. Adam sighs and places his hand on her belly. He can already see on her face how her emotions were overrunning her a few moments ago. Her chin is trembling and she can’t quite look at him. He kisses her cheek softly.
“I’m sorry.” she mumbles, already on the verge of crying. He simply showers her face with kisses again. She really is an emotional mess today.
“I’m right here.” he whispers, simply holds her tight. She just enjoys him holding her so close, can feel his heartbeat under his shirt. She takes a deep breath. It’s one of these moments where she could not be more thankful to have him. She admires women who go through pregnancy or birth on their own. But she has no idea what she’d do without his warm and strong arms that make her feel alright all the time.
“I feel horrible.” she replies. He looks at her and strokes a strand of her bangs behind her ear.
“You look beautiful though.”
“I don’t.” she whispers. He laughs and kisses her cheek once more. She’s so cute sometimes.
“Eat your bagel, love.” he says and looks into the TV as well now. She quietly starts to eat her bagel while Adam still cuddles her and her bump.
“Sophie said this morning that you should move a little. It makes the baby come faster.” he says then. Taylor looks at him confused.
“Did you tell her about my contractions?” she asks but Adam shakes his head.
“No, I only told your mom.” Taylor nods relieved. She really didn’t want his whole family to worry about her being in labor while they’re on a plane back to Europe.
“I mean, I could try moving but I just feel way too tired.” she mumbles with a full mouth. Adam nods.
“If you don’t feel like going for a walk or something then just don’t. Do what your gut is telling you.” he says. She nods and let’s her head rest on his shoulder.
Just when she was about to say something, the doorbell rang. She immediately looks at him confused. Who’s visiting them on a Sunday afternoon?
He slowly gets up, peels the blanket from his legs and trots right into the hallway to open the door. After a few seconds she hears her mothers voice in the kitchen already. She then appears in the living room as well with a big pot in her hands.
“Honey, I really don’t wanna annoy you but I made you some chicken soup. That’s really healthy and important for you right now.” she says. Taylor smirks. She knew that her mother was way too excited to just simply stay at her own house for few hours.
“Thanks mom. You’re not annoying.” she replies sleepy as Andrea disappears in the kitchen. Adam just looks at Taylor with a smirk.
“It’s sweet that you say that but I know that I do annoy you guys. Which is why I’ll be gone again in only a few minutes.” she answers from the kitchen. Taylor moves a little, slowly gets up with her huge bump and walks into the kitchen barefoot. She doesn’t wear anything except for some comfy grey shorts and a white T-shirt.
“How are you feelin’ by the way. Did you have contractions?” she asks and turns around to face her daughter. Adam sat down on one of the bar stools in the kitchen and checks his emails while Andrea seems to warm up the soup.
“No, I didn’t. But I just feel really weak and…my belly’s pressuring so much.” she says, rubs over her baby bump a few times.
“That’s a good sign. I’m sure the contractions will start soon, honey.” she says, prepares the soup as Taylor walks over to Adam and stands next to him. He looks at her a little confused at first but smirks then and pulls her into his arms. While holding her with one hand, he keeps on checking his mails with the other. Andrea looks at them and smiles.
“I’m like a baby today. He’s so annoyed already.” Taylor says, makes Andrea laugh. Adam smirks.
Taylor looks at her mom.
“He’s not even allowed to check his mails without me.” she says dramatically, making Adam laugh a bit. Still focused on the laptop and having an arm around her, he shakes his head.
“They don’t tell you ‘bout that part when your wife’s turning crazy right before going into labour.” he jokes.
“I’m a mess.” Taylor jokes tiredly, still standing close to Adam.
“That’s all normal. Sophie told me that when Charlie was born she cried the entire time.” she says.
“This weekend was so nice. Don’t you think?” Taylor says to Andrea with that familiar dreamy look on her face whenever she speaks of something she admires. Andrea nods.
“Definitely. We really need to do something like this again. Pamela invited us to come over to Scotland soon.” she says.
Taylor nods. She slowly lets go off Adam to walk up to Andrea. Just when she was halfway around the kitchen isle, a loud splash fills the room. She looks down on herself shocked, as well as Andrea. Adam, who was busy looking into his computer didn’t quite get where the noise came from.
“Oh my god” Andrea says, already rushed over to Taylor by now. She just looks down on herself embarrassed. The floor under her, as well as her shorts are soaked. Adam gets up immediately, just now realizes what has happened.
“Did.. Did my..”
“Yes, honey. Your water broke.” Andrea says. “How about I clean up this mess and you go change?” she says, already rushed back to the counter to get some tissue wipes. Adam now stands right next to Taylor. She doesn’t really move, still looks down on herself shocked.
“What..do.. does she come now?” she asks terrified all of the sudden, looks up to Adam. He seems a little overwhelmed with the situation and especially the terrified look of his wife.
“No, honey. That just means that we’ll slowly get into the hospital as soon as your contractions start. If they didn’t start until now, we can still wait a few minutes. No worries.” she says slowly, clearly more calm than everyone else in this room. Maybe it’s because of her age but more likely because of the fact that she, herself, has gone through this whole process two times already.
“Okay..” Taylor mumbles shaky. Adam grabs her arm and her back and helps her walk upstairs to change.
“C'mon babe. Let’s get you in some new clothes.” he says. Taylor nods, holds onto his hand that is on her waist tightly. While walking upstairs slowly, she looks at him.
“It’s.. it’s time now. Isn’t it.” she mumbles with a shaky voice. Adam just carefully walks her upstairs and presses a kiss onto her cheek.
“She’s gonna be here soon.” he whispers in her ear. Taylor nods.
“Oh god. I.. I’m so nervous.” she breathes out as they arrive in their bedroom.
“I know. Me too. How about these?” he asks, took out a pair of sweats and holds them up for her. Taylor just stands in the room, doesn’t wanna mess up the bed from sitting down in her soaked cotton shorts. She just nods.
“Ew, babe. I think I need to take a shower.” she says, as he helps her get out of the soaked pants. He nods.
“Okay, I’ll help you. But slowly, Swift. I know you. No rushing now.” he reminds her to stay calm and relaxed, even though she’s so excited now.
She walks into the bathroom with him. Adam turns on the shower and makes sure it has a warm, not hot temperature. Taylor in the meantime undresses herself completely, until she stands in front of the mirror fully naked. She ties her hair into a short braid and grabs a piece of toilet paper. She slowly wipes her entrance a little, doesn’t care that Adam is here with her. She’s going to push his daughter out of her vagina in a few hours. There simply is no space anymore for being embarrassed now.
“Gosh, it’s disgusting.” she mumbles. Adam looks at her.
“It’s all natural, babe.”
She nods and slowly walks into the shower. He helps her clean up her wet legs a little and then carefully wraps her into one of the towels.
“What if my contractions don’t start? Isn’t that totally weird that my water broke but I didn’t have any contractions yet?” she asks worried, looks into the big mirror in front of her and determines how Adam helps her get dry again.
“No, I don’t think so. But I’ll call Dr. Tenderson now to let her know.” he says. Taylor nods. Adam clearly is nervous. She notices that by the fact that he seems so focused while helping her, doesn’t joke around anymore, simply touches her as if she was made out of glass. He’s incredibly careful since a few minutes.
“Okay. I’ll.. I’ll just get dressed quickly.” she replies. Adam shakes his head, kisses her cheek from behind.
“Not quickly babe. Take your time.” he replies. Taylor smiles and quietly nods. Adam leaves the room and starts dialing Dr. Tenderson’s number. Just when Taylor got dressed up in her dark grey sweatpants and her Victoria’s Secret Pink sweater, she went right back into the bedroom to hear a knock on the door. She opens up and Andrea looks at her smiling.
“Everything okay?” she asks. Taylor nods, quickly leaves the room with her so that Adam can keep on talking to her gynecologist without being interrupted by them.
“Adam just called my gynecologist to let her know about everything.” she says. Andrea rubs her hands softly over her belly.
“Did you have any contractions yet..”
“No.” Taylor interrupts her sighing. “I didn’t. It’s so weird.” she says worried. Andrea shakes her head.
“It’s not weird. Some woman have hours until they’re in pain.”
Taylor nods, tries to be a little more calm with those words which doesn’t exactly work the way it’s supposed to.
“Honey, don’t worry too much. Just call the hospital and tell them that we’ll probably get in soon and then everything’s going to be fine. You have to stay calm. You’ve got Adam always by your side. And me as well. And Adam will probably make sure that you’ll have at least fifteen of the best doctors of the whole country standing around you.” Andrea laughs. Taylor can’t hide a smirk as well.
“Oh you have no idea.” she mumbles while standing in the hallway and laughing with her mom. Andrea looks at her confused.
“You’ll see. Adam booked us this hospital room a few weeks ago. It’s insane.” she just says. Andrea smirks. She was sure that Adam would only allow the best medical treatment for his wife.
“You see? Told you so.” she says and strokes over her daughters head to calm her. Taylor nods. The door opens suddenly and Adam looks at the two.
“So, Dr. Tenderson said that birth is probably still a few hours ahead and that we can either decide if we want to wait here at home 'til you got your first contraction or drive to the hospital.”
She looks at him unsure.
“I think it would be better to go into the hospital before the pain starts to get really bad. Especially with all the paparazzi outside.”
Adam as well as Andrea nod.
“Definitely! It’s better if you get there relaxed.” Andrea says. Adam kisses Taylor’s forehead.
“You’ve got all your stuff packed up?” he asks. Taylor nods.
“Yeah, it’s the black bag in Lily’s room.”
Adam nods and starts walking up to his daughters future room.
“Are you kidding me? Are we going for a three week vacation or..?” he asks laughing as he comes back with a huge black piece of luggage. Andrea starts laughing.
“Well, I do need everything that’s inside there so..”
He just smirks.
“Ok, fine. I’ll hand this to Brandon.” he finishes.
“Do you want me to fill this out?” he asks Taylor who’s sitting on the couch of the hospital room with her sweatpants all comfy and holds some paperwork for the private clinic in her hands that needs to be filled out. She shakes her head quietly and is way too focused on filling out all questions about her health condition than to notice Adam who walks around the luxury hospital room looking for something. After a few minutes have passed and Taylor suddenly noticed him running and swearing around, she looks up from the documents and finds her husband kneeing in front of something that looks like a little fridge. He must be looking for something, seems a little off.
“I fuckin’ told them to make sure that they have sparkling water here. I should’ve known that…”
“What are you talking about?” she asks him confused, doesn’t get an answer. By now, he seems to have emptied the entire fridge in this room.
“I filled out a list with things that are supposed to be here and since you’re not allowed to eat anything anymore after your contractions have started, I wanted you to have sparkling water here cause it stops you from getting all hungry when..”
“Oh baby.” Taylor sighs with a smirk. She knows now what’s going on. This time it seems like she’s not the one losing her nerves - it’s her husband.
Taylor slowly pushes her and her baby bump out of the leather couch that is close to a huge window and walks up to him slowly. When she has reached him, she places her hand on his hair, tries to stop him from hysterically clearing out the little refridgerator.
“Adam can you get up, for a second? Please babe.” she says seriously. He suddenly gets up and looks at her confused.
“Everything alright?” he asks worried. She looks into his eyes. There are pearls of sweat on his forehead. She grabs his ice cold hands that are sweaty as well. It seems as if it’s now her turn to calm him a little.
“Come sit with me.” she asks. He sighs, but let’s her drag him to the big bed with her. She lifts herself up onto the edge of the bed. So does he. She grabs his hand and simply smiles at him.
“Take a deep breath, Adam.” she says. Adam, who seems almost absent, can’t even hold still for a second and scratches his head. He’s on edge. She kisses his hand.
“Why are you freaking out all of the..”
“I’m just gonna go and get some sparkling water for you.” he says, was just about to get up again as Taylor stops him. He looks at her desperately but this time her facial expression is more serious.
“Sit down. Now!”
He stands there for a second, right in front of her. He looks at her, his breathing clearly increased. Taylor is seriously worried now. He looks like he’s about to have a real panic attack.
“I can’t, I have to go and get..”
“You don’t. Sit down.” she says and he does what she says. She immediately places her hand on his cheek. She kisses him one time. He doesn’t seem to really calm down. Her hand wanders to his heart.
“Honey, your heart is beating so fast. Oh my god..” she says quietly, hopes to calm him with her proximity.
“Why are you so..”
“I can’t mess this up, Taylor.” he suddenly interrupts her. She looks at him confused.
“Mess up what?” she asks so calmly. The absolute opposite of him right now.
“This. I’m a father now. I have a fuckin’ responsibility now and..” he feels her pull him closer by his arm so that he has to sit down next to her again. She makes him shush real quick by simply kissing him. After the kiss, she forces him to let himself fall back, so that he lays flatly on the hospital bed now. His chest still heaves quickly and he stares onto the ceiling. Taylor carefully lays next to him, her hand on his chest right over his heart.
“I want you to stop talking now. Just focus on me and my words. Breath in slowly and then breath out again.” she says, starts to breath with him. He only calms down slowly, suddenly grabs Taylor’s hand that was placed on his chest before. She has never seen him like this. He holds on to her hand like never before. His hands are shaking, she can clearly feel that.
“There’s nothing you could 'mess up’ here. You have been the most amazing husband and father I’ve ever seen in the last nine months and the fact that you’re here in this room with me, is enough. You are just here, the way you are. And that’s all I need, babe.” she says with her soft voice and tries to calm him. He holds onto her hand like it’s his lifeline. His behavior truly scares her.
She flexes down to him and kisses his cheek while laying there close to him. He has his eyes closed by now, seems to calm down more and more. She smiles while kissing his cheek again and again. She has to admit that even though she never expected him to have a panic attack, it’s incredibly cute to see him holding onto her like a little boy.
After remaining like this for a few seconds, Adam opens his eyes again. He doesn’t move, only looks at Taylor who’s sitting next to him. She smiles slightly and rubs his cheek. He doesn’t even know what to say. All he knows is that he has never experienced something as horrible as he did five minutes ago.
“Are you feeling better?“ she whispers quietly. Adam nods. He wipes away the cold sweat from his forehead. He breathes in and out once more, before he feels able to talk.
“I..I don’t know what..“
“That was just an old- fashioned panic attack, babe. It can happen.“ she says slowly. He sighs while laying in front of her.
“I’m so sorry. This.. this is supposed to be about you and I..“
“Adam, shut up.“ she simply interrupts him. He looks at her and she smiles warmly. He knows that she’s not mad.
“But.. I just wanna know, why were you so.. scared all of a sudden? Did I say something that..“
“No, Tay. You didn’t.“ he says. She has placed her hand over his heart again and clearly feels his heart pounding in an even rhythm again. Adam places his hand over hers and is thankful that she’s so comforting in this moment. He really needs it now.
“I..I’ve never..I’ve never experienced something like this.“ he mumbles, still overwhelmed from what happened in his brain a few minutes ago. He stares onto the ceiling and Taylor looks at him confused and a little worried as well.
“Tell me about it.“ she says. Adam pauses for a second before talking, can’t stop staring onto the same white spot on the ceiling as before.
“I..I really thought I was dying. I suddenly felt.. every emotion I’ve ever felt in my entire life. And there were so many images in my head. My parents fighting. Everything that totally went wrong in my childhood. And my wasted teen years. And me ten years ago. Fucking stranger girls when I used to be drunk in Vegas. And then there was you. And the thought of Lily. All those fears of what I’m gonna do wrong as a parent. Like..every single mistake that my father made and that I always swore myself I’d never do. I was just..“
“Adam. This is a big day.“ she simply stops him, “This is going to be an exciting moment. You were just nervous and everything came crushing down. I used to have those panic attacks too. But please give yourself a break, honey. Of course you’re panicked. Your little daughter, your first child is going to be born soon. And I get that you’re scared. But stop telling yourself all those lies, that you’re going to make the same mistakes or that you’re suddenly going to be the person you were before we met. You won’t. You are the most amazing dad already. So stop pressuring yourself. I just.. I don’t expect anything from you today. Really, baby. I just want you to sit in this room with me. That’s all you have to do. And that’s enough.“ she reassures him. Adam has looked up to her by now. He still lays on his back on the perfectly made hospital bed. He can’t help but smirk at her.
“I thought you were supposed to be the one laying in this bed today.“
Taylor starts laughing. He joins her and slowly sits up. He leans in to kiss her forehead one time. Adam definitely seems to be okay again.
“Are you sure you’re good again?“ she asks him. He still smiles, nods then and leans in to kiss her lips.
“Good. I’m relieved.“ she sighs, enjoys Adam hugging her slowly while sitting next to him on the big bed.
“I’m fine. I’m fine, babe. I’m glad this panic attack came now and not ten minutes before Lily’s birth.“ he sighs and she nods.
Adam pulls back, places his hand on her soft but pale cheek.
“Now the most important question.“ he says, stokes a strand of hair behind her ear. “How are you?“
“I don’t know actually. My tummy is pressuring even crazier than before but I guess that’s because my water broke. I don’t know. But I just don’t wanna think about having contractions now. I mean, they’re gonna come soon enough so..“
“Exactly. But you’ll do just fine.“ he says. Taylor nods bravely. “How do you like the room by the way?“ Adam asks and Taylor smiles at him.
“You know that this is crazy, right?“ she asks him with a smirk. Adam starts laughing a little and gets up from the bed to walk across the room right onto the big window that is facing a beautiful park.
“It’s not crazy to make sure that my wife is getting the best treatment possible in this situation.“ he says. Taylor smiles, leans back onto the bed exhausted.
“You’re so cute.“ she says and Adam walks back to her.
“So you like it?“ he asks and sits down on the little stool next to the bed. She smiles.
“It’s incredible. My whole family is going to rub it in our face until Lily is twenty- one.“ she jokes. Adam smirks.
“What? That her daddy made sure she´s delivered safely?“
“No, that she was born in a luxury private clinic in a room full of magnolia flowers and with a refrigerator full of champagne.“ she counters. Adam looks around. She is right. Fresh magnolia flowers are decorated on the big table at the end of the room.
“I’ll totally take the blame for that.“ he smiles and kisses her once more. He studies her face. She really seems exhausted.
“Babe, I’m sure that Dr. Tenderson will come soon. Why don’t you change and try to close your eyes for a few minutes?“ he asks. Taylor nods. She can’t even sit upright on this bed anymore, simply leaned against the back of the bed in the last few minutes.
“Yes. Am I supposed to wear this..“
“Yup.“ he says, holds up the light blue and ugly hospital dress that a nurse had just thrown over the armrest of the couch before.
“Great.“ she mumbles ironically and gets up. Adam helps her undress and leads her feet into the hospital gown.
Adam watches her get dressed and smirks.
“She’s about to give birth yet she’s wearing a lace thong. That’s my girl.“ he mumbles and makes Taylor laugh.
“Well, I forgot to change at home but everyone involved here will see my vagina anyway in a few hours so who cares if they see my butt first.“ she says. Adam can’t really counter that one. He pulls the sheets aside and helps her tug herself in. He carefully places the white sheets over her body.
“Do you want me to ask your mom If she can bring some sparkling water with her when she comes later or..“
“Adam, I don’t even have contractions yet but I swear if I hear the word ‚sparkling water‘ again today, I’ll freak out.“ she says and makes him laugh. In just that moment, the door opens and Dr. Tenderson as well as Taylor’s midwife enter the room.
“How are the future parents doing?” the fourty year old doctor jokes and enters the room. Adam as well as Taylor just smile at her. They’ve truly spent a lot of time with her in these last nine months.
“Good, thank you.” Taylor says smiling after Adam has shaken hands with her. Mona, Taylor’s midwife, gave Taylor a quick hug. She and Taylor have gotten to know each other pretty well in the last weeks of preparation and talking about all of Taylor’s and Adam’s fears.
“I’m so glad that there are familiar faces in this room.” Taylor says excitedly and makes everyone smile a little.
“Of course. We’re going to welcome Lily as one team.” the gynecologist smiles at the young couple. She truly is familiar to the nervousness that she can read in Taylor and Adam’s eyes. The first child is always a huge deal.
“Sounds good.” Taylor smiles at Adam, who sits on the stool next to her and holds her hand.
“So, Taylor. What we’re gonna do first is check how far you’re dilated yet. How are your contractions?” she asks and carefully lifts up Taylor’s blanket to check her belly. Adam just determines her lifting up Taylor’s dress as well to examine Taylor’s baby bump.
“I haven’t really had any yet. The last time was last night. But since then there’s only this pressure left and that’s it.” she says. Dr. Tenderson seems very concentrated but answers right away.
“Well, everything here seems very tense already.” she says, both hands placed on the side of Taylor’s bump. “So, I don’t wanna ruin the mood here but I’m sure the contractions will start very soon.” she says. Taylor nods bravely.
“Would you mind placing your legs here?” she asks politely, has lifted up two holders for Taylor’s legs from each side of the bed.
Taylor simply places her legs and leans back to take a deep breath. Adam strokes over her head one time, doesn’t let go off her hand.
The doctor examines her carefully.
“Well you are rarely dilated by one centimeter. I guess your little girl wants to take everything slow today.” she jokes and Taylor just laughs a little.
“Oh boy.” she mumbles, looks at Adam who smiles at her.
“So, I would suggest that we will now wait for you to have contractions and then we’ll see how things are gonna go tonight.” she smiles politely and starts to tighten a blood pressure monitor around Taylor’s arm. She looks up to Taylor as she waits for the results.
“So are you having any pain or anything..?” she asks, wants to make sure that she’s perfectly informed about Taylor’s well- being right now.
“Well, I have the worst back pain ever since this morning. And I’m constantly a little nauseous as well.” she says. Dr. Tenderson nods and finally takes off the blood pressure monitor again.
“Well, that’s all part of the deal. Nauseousness is absolutely normal and then back pain also. Although I can’t guarantee you that it won’t get worse as soon as the contractions start. But we’ll handle the situation. Your blood pressure is perfect. So I’d say you try to relax a little and if anything is wrong you can call me anytime.” she smiles. Taylor as well as Adam nod to her friendly as she and Mona both leave the room.
Taylor turns her head to him while laying under the white blanket and smiles at Adam. He still holds her hand.
“So I guess the waiting starts now, huh.” he mumbles. She simply nods a little more tired than before and smirks softly. He acts casual but she knows him too well to not think that he’s super nervous.
“Did your mom text you when she’s gonna come over?” he asks her. Taylor suddenly remembers that she totally forgot to check her phone in the last hour and turns around to grab it from the little nightstand.
“Uhm.. she’s gonna come over at 7. And she’s bringing Austin and my dad.” she reads, puts her phone aside again.
Adam nods and gets up after kissing her head once more.
“Are you okay with that many people being in this room?” he asks carefully while walking towards the round wooden table that’s placed at the end of the spacious room. Taylor just yawns but mumbles an incoherently yes.
“I mean, my dad and Austin will leave eventually. And I didn’t have any contractions yet so I’ll be fine.” she murmurs. Adam nods, comes back from the round table and hands her a glass of water.
“Here. You need to stay hydrated.” he says. Taylor laughs softly but sits up to take a sip. She loves this overprotective version of him.
“Sure, doctor.” she mumbles ironically and looks at him with a cheeky grin while drinking the water.
“I think you should rather call me daddy.” he answers and makes Taylor smile again.
“Alright then. Daddy from now on.”
okay here me out; s3 ends with barry and wally facing off with savitar; so both combine they're speed and barry pushes to the limit and achieves the fastest speed and starts to disintegrate [see like wally in the terminal velocity run] and then you see wally trip and fall in shock; Iris hears the whole thing over the comms and runs outside to find barry smiling, at her sadly, she runs towards him and they embrace and share a bittersweet kiss, they both look at each other [pt. 1]
and they nod, as if to be sure of something; they hold hands tightly and turn towards wally who just watches them in shock, until the moment where they BOTH start disappearing slowly in a low light; barry tells wally to take care of things, and iris tells him sorry and i love you; when they disappear completely wally just falls onto the asphalt in shock that’s when everybody comes running outside, “they’re gone, dad, iris- barry, i don’t know” [pt. 2]
“its the speedforce it took barry and iris-” wally runs towards cisco and just says “can you see them, tell me you can” cisco can’t see them he doesn’t know why, he just can’t, they all mourn; the s3 ending scene: wally’s suit in barry’s “suit place” and the ending monologue is him “i’ll keep my promise i’ll take care of the city, and i’ll do everything to find you guys” it flash’s to the flash sign,& then we see a type of breach open and 2 teens speed in; “pls be cc and not kansas” [pt. 3]
I’m not sure if there was more after this, but it sounds amazingly bittersweet and then ofc Tornado Twins!!!!!!
“He can see the pulse jumping at the base of her throat, beating like the heart of a trapped rabbit. He can’t tear his eyes away as she tilts her head, slowly, looking up at him. Seeing the confusion in her eyes, but beyond that, behind the uncertainty is something else. Something almost feral.
Something frantic seizes him, almost like madness. There’s a dim metallic clatter as the saber falls from her hand.
He cannot stop himself. Practically snarling as he descends on her, tearing through the space between them as he seizes her lips with his.”
EXO reaction to their s/o being blind and wanting to touch their face to get a mental image
Overall this is just holds a sad undertone, though it can also be a rather intimate moment. This might not be crazily different for each member, but I am positive that each and every exo member would cherish something as significant as this.
Baekhyun: This sort of situation would strike hard for Baekhyun, his expression falling slack as the love of his life grazed her fingertips lightly across his skin. His eyes would water as he mirrored her own curious face, his heart beating erratically as her fingers glided across his facial features. He would remain silent, in fear of breaking the intimate moment as she imagined what he looked like through her touch. In the end, she would slowly let her hands fall as she flashed the most beautiful smile he has ever seen. “I think you are the most handsome guy I have ever imagined,” Her light tone would have made him laugh on any other occasion, but the quiet and impactful moment they shared caused emotions to brew in his body. In the end, he kept quiet as a few tears fell down his cheeks, incredibly moved by what just occurred.
Chanyeol: She would have asked softly, almost underneath her breath. But Chanyeol was attentive of her at all times, and registered immediately what she was suggesting. He hesitantly agreed to her wishes, afraid somehow that she would be unsatisfied by the feeling of his face underneath her fingers. She would smile as she grazed his cheekbones, lightly running her hands down his cheek before running her fingers across his lips. Feeling the tension thicken, he realized that this was a monumental moment in their relationship, and he would treasure it forever. His stomach would churn with nerves, ultimately feeling uneasy because she might picture someone who doesn’t fit her. But she would kiss away his insecurity, reassuring him that he was there to stay. It would be a nerve-inducing memory, nonetheless he would always cherish the moment she pictured him in her mind, so that she would forever treasure him as they progressed in their relationship.
Chen: He would feel slightly guarded, but all of that would change as he watched her concentrated features. Sometimes he would find his heart clenching painfully whenever he would look into her unfocused eyes, forever wishing he could exchange them so she could see the world through his vision. He knows she doesn’t want that, though, so he never voiced it aloud, instead leaving it alone and always quietly admiring her. When she told him she wanted to picture him, he could only freeze in shock, her touch causing chills to run down his body. His heart squeezed painfully again, saddened by the fact that she would never be able to see him. She was so beautiful to him, and he wondered if he would be beautiful to her if she never saw him. “Beautiful,” she uttered, her smile washing away all of his doubts. Pain wasn’t encased around his heart anymore, instead a deep fondness for her that grew day by day.
D.O: He would not say a word as she proceeded to touch her face, his vision being engulfed by her blatant beauty. Instantly he recognized how intimate this was, how this would be a memory forever stained inside of his head whenever he thought about his girlfriend. He recognized that this was a big step in the relationship, that in a way she was choosing to memorize his face through her touch because she wanted to keep him around. After she finished indulging herself in his facial features, he would grasp one of her hands lightly and press a soft kiss into her palm. “I hope I’m still worthy of being by your side.” She would only laugh, because they both knew Kyungsoo would do anything to make her happy. Hugging him tightly, she would quietly thank him, because situations like this aren’t always comfortable for people. Brushing off her words, he would only feel peace in the end, his heart pumping only for the girl who can only visualize him. And he was thankful to have her.
Kai: He wouldn’t hesitate to agree on her wishes, but he would be unsure of how to react as she brushed her fingers across his face. Relaxing his face, he would try and focus on being serious, in order to satisfy her and perhaps allow her to envision someone handsome. All he wanted was for her to be satisfied, though he knew her sweet soul was anything but picky. When she would pause her movements, her fingertips spread across his cheeks, she would shyly utter, “You seem so handsome,” before ducking her head. An uncontrollable smile would spread his lips, and she would gasp as her fingers ran across his now straining smile. Shocking him, his smile would fall, highly aware of how much this meant to her. He would feel the need to apologize, though he wasn’t sure why. “I’m sorry.” She would only shake her head, embracing him as a silent thank you for the important moment.
Lay: This would be an emotional moment for him, as his mind reeled about figuring out how to react. He wanted to remain stoic, a blank expression being his go-to option as she slowly studied him with her fingers, but he couldn’t contain himself. It was too emotional for him, and they both froze the moment tears fell out of his eyes, right onto her fingers. He couldn’t bear the thought of making her sad, so he would rush forward and embrace her tightly, stuttering out apologies. “I’m sorry, I just realized how important this is, and I want to be perfect for you.” Brushing his tears away with her hands, she would soothe him and assure him that she pictured him as the most beautiful man on Earth. Laughing joyfully, he would direct her hands to his face again, determined to remain strong for the woman of his dreams.
Sehun: I think that this sort of situation would make him uneasy, simply because he had never experienced anything like it before. He would gaze at her with soft eyes, allowing her as much time as she needed, but he would feel on edge the entire time. It was the sort of situation that made him feel helpless, and he didn’t like that feeling at all. He would do anything for her, including reliving this precious moment a thousand times, but no matter what he would still feel like the air was stifling. He would do anything for her, and would admire her the entire time, even if it wasn’t the ideal emotional setting for him.
Suho: This situation, he would cherish forever. No doubt about it, he would peer at her with soft eyes and a warm gaze as she pictured him, thoroughly running her hands across his skin. His eyelids would flutter close as she grazed them, sighing softly as he cherished her actions. He would loosen his expression when she would run her fingers across his lips, his lips lifting in a smile as she ran her hands down the bridge of his nose. This sort of moment he would lock away in his memory, the sort of memory that would haunt him at night as his heart soared at the thought of her. Whatever the scenario was, he embraced it fully for her because he loved her so much. After she was finished, he would kiss her fingertips passionately, smiling brightly at the sight of her peaceful face.
Xiumin: Staring at her lovingly, he would allow as much time as she wanted, his hands resting on her hips. Tilting his head slightly, he would take the moment to study her own features, feeling breathless as he faced her beauty. Something about this moment registered as intimate to him, even more intimate than their first kiss that they shared, and it made him as nervous as school boy with a crush. Swallowing at her close proximity, he could only feel his palms sweat before he realized his feelings were ridiculous. This was the girl he was head over heels for, the girl who made him sing with joy and sigh with bliss. So as the moment wore on, he would stand there patiently, indulging in the silence and treasuring another moment they would both remember forever.
I don’t think my boyfriend is in love with me anymore. It doesn’t feel like love. When we sleep we don’t cuddle anymore, we just sleep on our own sides. We don’t get intimate and he barley is touching me. When I look at him I see the person I love but he is never looking at me. We don’t laugh anymore like we used to do and I feel the distance between us. He doesn’t realize anything but I notice how this love is slowly falling apart. My thoughts are more often by her again. She faked the whole love and wrote me things she didn’t mean but I felt more loved than I do now. I know she broke me but I feel addicted to this destruction. I know my boyfriend is a loner and I am a clingy person and this doesn’t work but I really want the love back I felt in the beginning. I am so lonely Charlie.. I wish more than ever that I could see you and talk to you. I really need someone who I can talk to about everything without being judged. Depression is so hard and everyone expects me to get better. I miss standing on the bridge thinking about jumping and feeling the adrenalin. Now I’m scared to do this because they would take my flat away. Oh Charlie why is life so complicated.
Request from @kittycatcutie88: “Can I request a Kevinxreader where they slowly fall in love while she’s like watching him tablet and such and she makes sure he eats better and sleeps and stuff and she thinks he doesn’t like her but he does and just floof?? ❤”
Request by anon: Please do a part 2 to what a baby where Liam falls asleep in the reader’s lap and he starts to have night terrors and she slowly rocks him in her arms trying to comfort him and the pack look at her like wtf and she tells them to lay off and that he’s practically her baby so she continues to comfort Liam and tells him to ignore everyone’s comments simply be they’re jealous of how much she loves him and cares for him please x
Warning: Anger, i think a few cuss words, and jealousy
Hey! So i was wondering (if you have time) could you please write a Bellamy imagine where she is like the queen of the camp and best friends with Octavia and her and bell slowly fall in love. you can take it in whatever direction you want:)Thank you♡ - Bellamy Blake x Reader
When The 100 came down to earth, all seemed to fight for the title of the „Leader“. One guy was the one who was strong enough and proofed himself several times that he was worth being the guy all others looked up to. Bellamy Blake. The guy that sneaked into the Dropship only to protect his sister. Some call him a hero, others call him relentless.
It’s that time of the year again! Our fave winter dramas are slowly coming to an end, and the spring dramas are slowly popping up (w/ teasers and posters and descriptions, oh my!) I’ve definitely been in a drama slump, with nothing satisfying me like dramas typically do. However, there is a bunch of new dramas that are airing soon and my blood is pumping! So here’s a few that I’m looking forward to.
Tomorrow With You
Release Date: February 3, 2017
Number of Episodes: 16
Synopsis: Yoo So Joon (Lee Je Hoon) owns a real estate company worth 200 billion won. When he sees his future self living unhappily, he decides to avoid that fate by marrying Song Ma Rin (Shin Min Ah) without love. While their start is a fake marriage, he sees that his wife gets hurt because of him, and it starts to distress him. Slowly he will be falling in love with her, despite marrying her for selfish and loveless reasons.
My Thoughts: Guys, just look at the poster. Fake marriage, selfish guy turning into a wife-loving puppy? I’m in. I’m sooooo in. Also did I mention the poster? The sizzling fire hi-yah chemistry!?!?! I’m ready to laugh, cry, scream, whatever the drama gods are preparing for us, I. Am. Ready.
My Thoughts : I am going to start a game, and you guys are all invited to play. It’s called “How Many My Sassy Girl Remakes Can Korea Make in My Lifetime?” When I first heard that there wil be another My Sassy Girl remake I have to admit, I did roll my eyes a little. But slowly but surely my heart began to warm up to the idea. Joo Won? Oh Yeon Seo? A historical version?! Ughhhh fineeee I’ll give it a chance.
Ruler: Master of the Mask
Release Date: May 2017
Number of Episodes: 20
Synopsis: Set in the 18th-century Joseon, it tells the story of Crown Prince Lee Sun (Yoo Seung-ho) and his fight against a powerful and wealthy organization Pyunsoo-hwe that controls the country behind the scenes due to its monopoly of the nation’s water supply. With the help of the woman he loves named Ga-eun (Kim So-hyun), Lee overcomes adversity and grow as a just ruler.
My Thoughts: I like Yoo Seung Ho just as much as everyone else, but it’s because of Kim So Hyun that I’m super excited for this. While she cameoed in Goblin as Gong Yoo’s little sister, I wished she had a drama all to herself. Now, mY WISH IS GRANTED! It’s been fun seeing her grow up through the drama world, from a cute little (evil) girl to the slay queen that she is now. I missed seeing her in a historical drama, so I’m suuuuupppeeerrrr excited for this one. You have nooooo ideaaaaa. (*please don’t be bad pls oh please oh pls*)
The good thing is, I’ll be done with school by the time 2/3 of these dramas air. Guess what I’ll be doing?????? Working, probably. But then guess what I’ll be doingggg? I’ll be plopping my booty on my bed and watching these bad boys. Any other dramas you guys are looking forward to? Let me know!
The shadow man reclined in one of the large arm chairs he had in the library, his arms folded neatly on his stomach and his lids drooped. The book he had been reading was placed carefully on the arm of the chair. He was starting to doze. A small smile slowly crept across his features. He had finally done it. Pitch had finally reached the point in his immortal life where he longer allowed hate to consume him.
He was happy.
A content sigh escaped him as he let his head fall to the side of the recliner, his eyes now focused on the vision of loveliness just a few feet away from him. Christine looked adorable when she read. Pitch breathed a small chuckle, taking in her rather odd position for reading. Of course, Christine was a bit odd herself, and the shade loved that about her.
It had been a few years since she had moved in with him, since the two had fallen in love. During this time, Pitch had learned much from Christine. Namely, that revenge and hatred were rather pointless things to hold on to. That he would be much happier simply enjoying his time with another being. He had never thought her right, until he had fallen for her. Now here he was, reading with that very same woman. The woman who became his light in the seemingly inescapable darkness. All thoughts of revenge against the Guardians banished. His hatred toward them, while not completely gone, was significantly diminished. The shadows had finally been dashed away.
At least they had been, for a while.
Pitch thought it nothing, really. A few bad dreams. They were fairly common considering his occupation. Nothing to worry about, and certainly nothing to worry Christine over. The shade yawned, he was tired. He had been tired for some time now, but it was nothing. He could handle it.